At the same time, in a high-end community in Mingde County, after being poured two bottles of sobering medicine by his wife, Zhang Kun sat up, his head hurt for a while, his wife found a towel, soaked it in water and wrung it out, and put it on his forehead, while muttering, "I know that drinking, you didn't go to your son's parent-teacher meeting today, and the head teacher is saying that if your son fights again, he will be punished......"

"Got it, got it. Zhang Kun waved his hand impatiently, the memory slowly poured into his mind, his thoughts gradually became clearer, he thought about it, felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong, he thought about it for a long time, and a face flashed in his head, and an ominous premonition suddenly hit his heart.

He took out his mobile phone, flipped through Wang Qiang's name in the address book, and dialed it.

The phone was quickly connected, and as soon as Zhang Kun opened his mouth, he asked directly, "Qiangzi, have you ever introduced someone to me?"

"Huh, who?" asked Wang Qiang.

Zhang Kun's heart suddenly tightened, and asked, "That person is tall and strong, not handsome, but his face is resolute, and he has a different kind of attraction, he is in his twenties, oh yes, his surname is Ye." ”

"No, no, oh yes, there's something I think I'd like to tell you about. Wang Qiang said.

At this point, a layer of white sweat had begun to appear on Zhang Kun's head.

"Well, that, I don't want the remaining 300,000 yuan," Wang Qiang said, "I'm in some trouble here." ”

Zhang Kun already had an angry look on his face, "Qiangzi, what is really going on?!"

Wang Qiang's heart was crossed, and he said: "Brother Zhang, let's be honest, I just came back from the security brigade to make a record, and I have said everything I need to say." ”

"I'll grass your uncle!" Zhang Kun threw the phone on the ground, and the wife next to him was stunned, and hurriedly sat down, "Lao Zhang, what's wrong, what's going on?"

"The Yin Laozi surnamed Ye!" Zhang Kun held his head in both hands, desperately pulling the few hairs, "It's over, it's over, it's all over now!"

As he spoke, he collapsed on the bed and fainted.

"Lao Zhang, Lao Zhang, what's wrong with you?!" his wife pounced, "Don't scare me!" slapped his face again, pinched people again, and tossed in a panic for several minutes, Zhang Kun woke up faintly, his eyes were dilated, and he was helped up by his wife, leaning on the bedside table, and staring at the ceiling blankly.

After a long while, he exhaled a long breath, suddenly jumped up from the bed, and walked out with his slippers on.

The wife shouted, "Lao Zhang, where are you going?!"

"Go where you need to go!" Zhang Kun said, already opening the door.

"In the middle of the night, what are you crazy about?" Before the words were finished, the security door had been slammed shut, and his wife chased after him, opened the door, stood at the top of the stairs, and shouted, "Lao Zhang, come back for me!"

Zhang Kun didn't look back, because things have developed like this, and there is no turning back.

At this moment, he hated Wang Qiang who sold him, but what he hated even more was Ye Fan who had yin against him.

After Ye Fan finished calling Mo Xiaoyan, he went home directly, although he drank a stomach full of beer, he still insisted on drinking the medicinal soup made by Wei Ziling, whether it was tonic decoction or cultivation, it was important to persevere, and if he was lax, it was likely to make the previous days or even dozens of days of hard work useless.

And in this situation, Li Zhaojun is going farther and farther on the road of cultivating immortals, and he can't have the slightest slackness.

After completing today's cultivation task, Ye Fan went to bed to rest.

As for Wang Qiang and Zhang Kun, and even Xie Liping, the mastermind behind the scenes, Ye Fan didn't take it to heart, although Mo Xiaoyan was a willful and naughty little daughter in front of him, but she was actually the daughter of the Mo family in Chongqing, and the people from the big family were not bad in terms of mental skills, if there was no way to take a discredited Xie Liping, it would be too cheap.

What Ye Fan didn't know was that just when he was asleep, what happened today, under the investigation of the Xie Group, many details were collected and gathered into the hands of Xie Liping, the young owner of the Xie Group.

And everything finally pointed to the same person: the political commissar of the Mingde County Police Department, Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan!" Xie Liping took a deep breath, his face showed a fierce light, and said to the driver, "Go to Mingde County!"

The driver was a little surprised, "Young Master, now?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up!" Xie Liping said viciously.

Seeing Xie Liping's appearance of wanting to kill, where did the driver dare to ask more, and with a bang on the accelerator, Cayenne roared, like an arrow from Xuan.

An hour and a half later, Cayenne was on the road to Middlebury County.

In the office building of Hongguang Real Estate, in the president's office, Zhang Kun sat on the sofa, rubbing his head, looking very painful. By the window, there was a bald head, with a bandage on the bridge of his nose, and his lips were red and swollen, like ants on a hot pot, restless, it was none other than Wang Qiang.

Behind the desk was a lean man, dressed in a floral shirt, combed for seven minutes, with shiny hair and nervous pounding on the table.

"Boss," Zhang Kun finally raised his head and asked tremblingly, "I, what are we going to do?"

The lean flower shirt, the boss of Hongguang Real Estate, smashed the ashtray over and smashed it right on Zhang Kun's head, and blood flowed down the top of his bare head.

Hua Shirt said viciously, "Lao Tzu still wants to ask you! What a simple thing, poke such a big basket for Lao Tzu, and sell the big boss!"

At this moment, there was a roar of the engine downstairs, and the three of them felt nervous at the same time.

The sharp brakes sounded, Cayenne stopped downstairs, the long-waiting security guard hurriedly opened the door, and Xie Liping strode in. The three people in the office got up to greet them, but when the door was opened, Xie Liping broke in.

The three of them stood in a row at their desks, their heads bowed, and they didn't dare to speak.

Xie Liping sat on the chair, took out a cigarette and lit it, took a small half of it in one gulp, and didn't see the cigarette come out, and after a long time, he looked at the three people in front of him, "Raise your head!"

The three of them were trembling and didn't dare to move.

"I'm going to ask you to raise your heads!" Xie Liping slapped the desk violently, and the three of them shook and hurriedly raised their heads.

Xie Liping slapped a document on the table, pointed to the top photo, and said, "This person, Ye Fan, I'm going to kill him!"

The office fell into a dead silence.

The flower shirt swallowed and asked tremblingly, "Old, boss, that, get it, get it......"

"It's not a beating, it's not a cripple, it's a death, death in the biological sense, yes, you heard it right!"

Xie Liping's eyes were full of anger, "No matter what method you use, I will see his corpse within a week, otherwise," he spat out a puff of smoke, "I will see your corpse." ”